Worlds and Phases

"Why should I tell you?"

Angor noticed that Fafnir's tone didn't sound as aloof as before, which meant he might have a chance.

"Lord Fafnir, please tell me what I should give in return, should I wish to find the answer."

The woman seemed satisfied with the offer.

"Fine. I shall ask you to do a job."

That got Angor really worried. If someone like Fafnir needed help with a "job", he highly doubted he was up for it.

"Humph. I shall bring you to a certain place, while what you have to do is relay a message."

"A message?" Angor frowned. If she needs me to pass the message instead of doing it herself, the recipient could be something that even the great dragon feared or despised…

Either way, it's going to be dangerous.

Angor found it impolite to ask the content of the message, so he decided to do it in another way. "Will the job be risky?"